Invasion The Reckoning [Invasion of Empress Teta: Mandalorians vs One Sith]

[Preliat Mantis]

Location: Rooftops
Enemies: @Darth Mieren, [member="Darth Carach"] @Darth Redskinned Zabrak
Allies: [member="Dred Varad"], [member="Ava Lok"], @A'denn Gratua, Mandalorians

Preliat scowled. He hadn't even known he was being mentally probed- he was an Epicanthix after all. So, he had plenty of time to see the Rebar being picked up, and flung at him in a beeline. Or at least, that's what he perceived what was going to happen. He simply stepped to the side, and let the rebar fly past him. He blinked, twirling his spear as the rebar scraped his armor. He grit his teeth, as the sparks flew and the Rebar fell into the street.

MEANWHILE ON THE STREETS.

A recently promoted Sith soldier was happily rejoicing the fact that he got promoted and would go home to tell his 400 pound wife and his seventeen kids that he got a promotion, until the rebar fell on him and he died.

BACK ON THE ROOFTOPS.

Preliat took a defensive position with the spear, and held the counter weight evenly, one hand coming up in a guard while the other held onto the spear tightly.

"Got anything else to say?"

 

[Jairus Starvald]

Location: Rooftops of Cinnagar
Enemies: [member="Koyi Zythor"] @Dred Varadhttp://starwarsrp.net/user/531-dred-varad/ [member="Preliat Mantis"]
Allies: [member="The Hydra Queen"] [member="Smeg"] [member="Darth Mierin"]
Objective: Kill Mandalorians

Strangely enough my mental attack had no visible effects on the Mandalorian. The snippy, childish part of me wished to attribute it to the fact that he probably didn’t have any brains to influence to begin with, I dismissed this after some amusement on my own part. The fact that he didn’t even seem to notice there was anything happening suggested Preliat was in fact an Epicanthix, which was annoying to say the least.

Mostly because genetics didn’t work that way, even though I was an Epicanthix; a particular strong mentalist would probably be able to break through my defenses. Je’gan for example, would definitely have been able to accomplish such a feat.

Then I blinked when he also evaded the fast-moving rebar, which was… really darn fast.

‘Mierin. It seems our friend here has a different take on the laws of rationality. This… does not please me.’

My hand raised itself and then made a fist, in an attempt to grip Preliat in a Force Hold and throw him around a bit perhaps.

 

[Rhodessa]

Location: In The Sky
Allies: [member="Strider Garon"] [member="Kaia Brin"] [member="Michael Steelfang"]
Enemies: The One Sith, [member="Private Rose"]
Objective: Stop that fighter know

Her tail had ran for it, her shields where slightly damaged. Though they would regenerate soon enough though. Her wing man was still with her, and she went the comms Let`s take out that bogey, she told him. With that she did a loop de loop, and came back it was her turn to try take the tail out the enemy. She realized she was going for the transports, and head straight after her. It was biggest adrenalin rush she had ever felt. As soon as the enemy star fighter was on her scope, she started firing her light mass cannons at it. rattatatatatatata, they went as they began try to churn up the enemy fighter.

 

[J3C0]

Location: Rooftops of Cinnagar
Allies: [member="Koyi Zythor"], [member="Dred Varad"] [member="Preliat Mantis"]
Enemies: [member="The Hydra Queen"] [member="Smeg"] [member="Darth Carach"]
Objective: Kill Mandalorians

Mierin observed the man dodge the Rebar she had been holding, her lips turning down slightly.

She kept the bubble up with one hand, and then flicked her wrist upwards. As Carach attempted to hold the man in place, the Sith Pureblood simply shifted her gaze towards the man. “Perhaps we should show him the error of his ways.”

The Sith Pureblood's eyes flared suddenly, and with one hand she reached out towards the Mandalorian, Telekinesis was a simple thing, an easy thing really. It was one of the skills that everyone learned, no matter their station. Mierin had always excelled at it. Now she poured her strength into crushing Preliats knee.

The joint was weak, they always were.

 

[Darth Atrox]

Taking a large step toward the edge of the building, the Force began flowing him with information from below. Death, pain, suffering, fear. He lowered himself into a crouching position, slowly taking off his large cloak. He donned a simple black robe equipped with shoulder plates, and 'armour' On several weak spots on his body, feel his counterpart's anxiousness, on par with his own. Quite why their master wasn't sharing their anticipation was a mystery to Mala. He could see them squirming. The Mandolorians, weak in comparison to the One Sith. They couldn't win this one, surely. He stepped back a second, attuning senses in a semi-meditation.

[member="Darth Acarus"] @Metus D'cal

 

[The Hydra Queen]

DA LOCATION: Cinnagar streets
DA ALLIEZ: The One Sith, The Hydra Queen, @Morningstar [member=Smeg] [member="Darth Mierin"] [member="Darth Carach"]
DA ENEMIEZ: Mandalorians : [member=Azrael] [member="Preliat Mantis"] [member="Neskar A'toll"] [member="Elara Lok"] [member=Navio] [member=Fear] [member="Dred Varad"] [member="Countess Calum Teramo"] [member="Koyi Zythor"] [member="Michael Steelfang"] [member="Ava Lok"] [member="Lord Daemos"] [member="Anastasia Rade"] [member="Jaden Taacyn"] [member="Vilaz Munin"] [member="Sarge Potteiger"]
DA OBJECT: Fob destoryed, Get that Lok Shutta!


More shots would be sent at her direction, piercing the flap of a wing as she'd turn, while the other would barely miss her head, slicing her cheek. Rage would shatter as she gave a sudden burst of a roar.

"G͡E͡T T͡HE͏ HORD͜E͟!" She's shout out at Smeg, before grabbing him as she went AIRBORNE. Flying into the sky, the Hydra Queen would carry the Skraal in her grip while massive wings would beat to send them straight after [member="Ava Lok"]. She would land him right on top of the rooptop the Mandalorian sniper had one called her perch, grabbing another handful of green and brown bugs she would send flying behind the fleeing woman.

"KI̧LL͟ ͢T҉HE͠M AĻL!"̢ ͟ She'd command to the Skraal King, instructing him to command the horde of rodents to attack and devour as many of the Mandalorians as possible.

Down below, the massive worm would continue to splatter plasma globs, completely destroying the forward operating base under it's constant barrage. Large orange globs would splat like molten lava, taking down the convoy as screams of those who would be caught under it would echo in the dark of the night.

Legs would pump, as she would go straight towards the Mandalorian woman, wings flapping anew for speed. Like a mighty predatory bird, the Hydra Queen would fly nearly on top of the woman ready to grab a hold of her...

That is, if the Razor bugs didn't get her first.

 

[Basaba Willamina]

Location: Outside of City
Allies: Mandalorians
Enemies: One Sith [member="Nevizkut"]

Basaba looked at the boy as she stood in the open and punched the one sith away. Starring at the boy in the open of the field as she moved forward and took in his saber. "If I am a dog aruetii what does that make you?" Her smirk now while the shoulder cannon slid back down to the pack while the bladesister slid her hand to the beskad and her knife as she held the kal fett blade smirking. "Come on kid let me show you what we did to the last two sith empires that fought us."

 

[Lina Ovmar]

Location: Rooftops
Allies: [member="Preliat Mantis"] [member="Elara Lok"] @anyone else who is close by
Enemies: [member="Smeg"] [member="The Hydra Queen"]
Objective: Kill the karking queen.


"Fethfethfethfethfeth."

Ava retreated as hard as she could, feet hammering across the rooftops as the Hyrda Queen went airborne. That familiar hiss caught up with her and she dove letting the bugs fly over her. Coming to her feet again she kept running, pistols flashing as they spat fire at the bugs now ahead of her. She cast a risky glance over her shoulder seeing the Skraal standing where she had been just two minutes before.

"Definitely time to get out of here." The edge of the rooftop was getting closer, and Ava pushed her legs as hard as they wold go, the beat of leathery wings coming closer. Something bit through her armour to the back of her leg and she stumbled, as pain flashed through her leg. It gave way and she rolled the last few feet to the edge. Flat on her back, she had a wonderful view of the vong wench coming down towards her.

Ripper pistols snapped upwards and she fired three rounds from each gun before activating her jetpack to shoot off the edge of the roof.

 

[Morningstar]

"Is that before or after Lord Raven destoryed you guys." He was careful this time the fight was for real he had to win or this mandalorin my end up killing him , he remembered his pervous encounters with each opponent but this time he didn't have the force to call upon. He looks deep at her his stare was more animal like then anything. He carefully moves in on her keeping his saber at the ready , he wasn't going to allow his opponent the opportunity to manoeuvre or even make the first move.











[member="Basaba Willamina"]

 

[Evard L'Rik]

"Alright, Red Brigade. Move in. We'll cover you from above. Resurgent out."

I watched the fifteen walkers under Serra's command move towards the city.

"Tactical, lock guns on the nearest Mando vehicle and fire."

"Aye, sir."

Where the hell, exactly, was [member='Cyrus Tregessar']? The admiral should've been the one commanding the troops.

"Serra, open fire on anything that's not expressly labeled as a friendly on your tactical. Those Mandos have some crazy sh*t out there."

 

[Aedan Miles]

LOCATION: Skies of Cinnagar
ALLIES: [member="Private Rose"] [member="Darth Junra"] and AST
ENEMIES: [member="Strider Garon"] [member="Michael Steelfang"] [member="Itessa"] [member="Kaia Brin"]
OBJECTIVE: Remove enemy fighters

Aedan saw the dog fight up ahead and let a dark smirk cross his lips as his fighters circled around it once and then over both channels he said. "Looks like someone could use a hand." With his cold voice ringing out over the coms he and his team dove in suddenly Aedan deciding to come up behind [member="Michael Steelfang"] his lasers firing rapidly as he tailed the man his eyes trained on the rear of his fighter.

The members of AST broke up and took on the other targets three of them darting around to come at [member="Itessa"] head on firing away with their own weapons. Weaving around to make it harder for her to get a stable shot before they were past her their advantage in speed clear as they yanked back pulling themselves up and around as they prepared to head back towards their target once more.

The remaining three members of AST circled the dogfight calmly waiting for an opportunity to take a few shots or maybe another target to engage they trusted those already involved and didn't want to make the fight anymore confusing. They occasionally took strafing runs of Mandalorian ground troops attempting to do a fair bit of damage before moving on.

When he got a moment Aedan activated his communications and sent a quick message to whoever was in charge. ([member="Darth Junra"]) "Whoever is in charge this is Shrike wing if you have any air targets that need to be hit let us know." His voice was calm, cold, and calculating even over the com link.

 

[Darth Veles]

[SIZE=12pt]Location: Skies of Cinnagar[/SIZE]
[SIZE=12pt]Allies: [member="Aedan Miles"], [member="Private Rose"][/SIZE]
[SIZE=12pt]Enemies: [member="Kaia Brin"], [member="Itessa"], [member="Strider Garon"], [member="Michael Steelfang"][/SIZE]

[SIZE=12pt]When his connection to the Force disappeared all of the sudden, the young Mon Cal stayed calm with cool head and did not panic, although it took some effort when he lost his greatest tool to command in a matter of seconds, leaving him alone and plainly visible on the roofs. At first he assumed his state was a result of another Force user taking the Force from him, but the amphibian did not actually feel the Force being ripped from his body, as he had experienced that several times before and this certainly was not the case. Something seemed off about this, but he soon figured out the Mandalorians have once again used some sort of weapon that makes it impossible for Force users to use the Force. Veles could not help but smile, as it only proved the Mandalorians were incapable of defeating the Sith in honorable combat. No, they had to wear indestructible armors that could not be penetrated by lightsabers, have all sorts of gadgets that helped them in combat, take away the Force from Force users, outnumber their opponents at least three to one and then they were capable of scoring a win. Mouths full of honor, actions full of cowardice and no skill whatsoever. What [member="Darth Banshee"] liked about their culture was beyond Veles and he only hoped the young Sith Lady no longer mourned being betrayed by them.[/SIZE]

[SIZE=12pt]Getting down to the streets and fight the uncultured barbarians now would be fairly suicidal, leaving Veles entirely useless. Or so it seemed. A loud noise coming from the sky prompted his large domed head to swiftly look up, his gaze shifting at the source of the disturbance. Starfighters. This gave him an idea. He would not go down, but up.[/SIZE]

[SIZE=12pt]The Sith Master’s journey to the nearest hangars was not without stops and detours, but he ultimately succeeded in getting far away from the raging battle and marched among several until his paces stopped in front of one particular ship. This was his choice. His head firmly turned to the left, spotting a group of Sith soldiers and pilots. “Eight of you. Come with me.” His webbed hand almost lovingly ran over the metal walls after he walked up the ramp and entered, his legs carrying him to the cockpit where he smiled upon seeing his reflection through the window and outlines of Cinnagar’s buildings beyond. The citizens of Empress Teta have suffered for too long. It was time to kick the barbaric invader out and restore peace and order on the planet.[/SIZE]

[SIZE=12pt]Looking at the pilots who have entered and sat in their seats, the Sith Master simply nodded and the ship rose from the ground, finding its way out of the hangar and flying through the skies, free like a bird. [/SIZE]

 

[Tefka]

Group 3 Joins The Fray
Location: Bursting Into Cinnagar Plaza, Viewing The Rooftops Of Cinnagar
Allies: Group 3:

Spoiler: Show OS Group 3 Members

[member="Kaggak"] [member="TD-18"] [member="Azal"] [member="Javik Quar-Kai"] [member="Lieutenant Kir"] [member="Commander Orin"] [member="Nickolas Imura"] [member="Ordo"] [member="Mya Munro"] @Cyrus Tegessar [member="Darth Acarus"] [member="Darth Vornskr"]

Enemies: [member="Preliat Mantis"] [member="Ava Lok"]
Objective: Overwhelm the Mandalorians

"Got anything else to say?"

BOOM.

Tsavong's Rakamat burst forth through the Inner Walls of the Inner City Plaza, the beast stepping on some rogue decoy Bral as the creature continued to shamble forth as Mandalorian forces began to unleash on the underside of the beast. Chazrach troops, reptilian infantry that clung to the side of the Rakamat, began to fall in droves towards the ground and upon their opponents. The fall would kill some of them - and their fall would kill some of the Mandalorians. Either way, high above the death, the Warmaster didn't care. He pointed his Hydrastaff in the direction of the few people ([member="Darth Mierin"], [member="Preliat Mantis"]) fighting on the rooftops now visible to them.

"[member="Azal"], [member="Javik Quar-Kai"], [member="Darth Vornskr"] - your strength is needed in that fight," Tsavong ushered, pointing to the Rooftop battle.

Adrenaline rushed through the creature as his eyes peered around from atop the mighty Rakamat, and he broke out his villip.

"Everyone else, take the streets!"

 

[Garza]

Location - Outside the city
Allies - One Sith
Enemies - Mandos, [member="Ava Lok"],
Objective - Attack all who stand in my way

As the last of the march came forward, it was almost like the suspense of us crashing through would blow up the place itself. Once we did, all of the normal world turned into chaos. I smiled brightly as this is how I wanted it. Rushing forward, I used telekinesis to jump above all others onto the buildings to move faster and not get squashed by the graug who charged behind me. Carrying the shotgun in my hand, I rushed forward to slam my fist with the force into the face of a Mando. While his helmet was there and present, I had used my left hand. As I had a higher pain tolerance, It felt like I was punching a rotting wall as the shards of the man's visor broke under my might. I then brought up my shotgun and fired a round into a second one.

It was then that I could see a woman escaping with a Jetpack from a flock of Sith creations. I smiled. Using my left hand once more, I took aim and fired two shots towards her jetpack. Seeing as how this was a slugthrower, and scattered, even one ball would screw up the jetpack. it was then that I shoved the butt of the stock into the face of another mando where he fell from the roof. and I followed after him landing on top to shove the barrel under his helm edge, and fire one more round. Scrambling his entire face and head into pulp.

EDITED DUE TO FORGETTING ABOUT FORCE NULLIFICATION.

 

[Tylan Toarinar]

Location: Cinnagar Rooftops
Allies: [member="Darth Junra"], [member="Smeg"], [member="The Hydra Queen"], [member="Nickolas Imura"]
Enemies: [member="Preliat Mantis"], [member="Ava Lok"], The Barbarian Horde
Objective: Slaughter those who would do his fellow Sith harm.



Tylan stood in silence as the wind whipped up across the rooftops of Cinnagar, listening intently to the words of Lady Junra. She asked him a question, but he thought better than to open his mouth, as she was not one to ask you something outright, no, she told you. And indeed she did, and Tylan nodded in quiet contemplation of her wisdom. Even here, amidst the chaos of war, a student of the Dark Path could learn with a clear mind. As Lady Junra pointed out where the BRAL was located, he took heed to her orders. She commanded it destroyed, and so would it be done. Yet, Tylan knew full well many of their ranks would divert to this line of action. As they were yet within the full influence of the BRAL, he focused on the Dark Conduits of the Force, listening to it's tainted whispers. It was a foul, inhuman thing to behold properly, but within such twisted corridors, beauty was there to behold for those with the constitution needed to withstand it.

"Frau Junra, our feinde draw closer. I shall handle them with haste."

With a deep and respectful bow, Tylan took off running, letting the Force flow through him like wildfire while it was still possible. The BRAL would soon nullify that connection, as it drew ever closer. Soon enough as reached the ongoing battle across the rooftops, the Force indeed vanished from his grasp, but he was not going to let it be a hindrance to him. His lightsaber was an extension of him, like a hand or foot. Something that was part of his very being. He had trained himself to rely upon it more than the Force itself in battle, perhaps to the point of barely touching the Force when the time came. The BRAL was an annoyance, at best. As he drew nearer, the Sith Knight watched as Ava Lok fired off a series of shots. Instinct took over, as he zeroed in on the Mando warrior. With each shot, Tylan's heart beat faster. His feet barely touched the rooftop as he bound across it as fast as he could, and just as Ava Lok's jetpack began to spit flame, he leapt at her, igniting his lightsaber and thrusting it at her torso. The shotgun rounds of Nickolas' attack hadn't even registered yet, as they arrived both in unison, yet they would fly much faster than he would, finding their target before the violet blade of his saber.

(Edited due to Nickolas' edit.)

 

[Neskar A'toll]

Location: Cinnagar City
Allies: [member="Azrael"] , Anastasia , Navio
Enemies: [member="Hion the Herglic"]
Objective: Survive.

Neskar blinked. His life would've flashed before his eyes if it was worth anything. It didn't. Thankfully, the time saved through this allowed Neskar to dive at the controls, sacrificing his launcher by dropping it for a moment. He would have to get that back.

Quick fingers punched in commands for the great basilisk wardroid, cutting the engines at once and bringing it to a controlled, smooth landing, following the colossal beast as it went down. They would have to swoop in quick to dispatch the rider; this one seemed dangerous. It would be ill fitting if they lost many this early in the battle. He wondered how many had been lost already, and whether their ysalamir were effective in combating the Sith. He had his own, of course, strapped to his person. It would hopefully be enough to deter some force attacks. Neskar grimaced; his eyes glared through his visor at the huge cloud of dust raised as the broken beast crashed into the rampant battlefield. The corpse of the colossus crushed many underfoot - it was unlikely they had even expected it.

And then the roar.

It was greater than the last. Much more. The sonic shockwave rippled through the rising dust, slicing across the battlefield. Soldiers hit nearby were thrust to the ground, sundering their bodies into broken bones, dead flesh and mush. The carnage was instant, and added only more chaos. Neskar gripped the edge of his basilisk with an iron tight grip, vice-like, but still he was nearly flung from the tall droid, finally letting go and was hurled to the ground below.

Crunch. A flare of white hot pain. Neskar growled in anger. What the hell was this thing? He needed to do his homework... Neskar pulled himself up from the earth, comfortable in the fact that his armour cushioned most of the blow. Crimson beams darted constantly from both sides of the field, seeking their targets with merciless intent.

Neskar glared at the dust, bellowing out from the crash site, cut in twain from the sonic wave. He quickly tapped a button on his gauntlet. Licks of flames from his jetpack lifted him into the air, back on top of the basilisk. His launcher. It was near the helm, already prepared to fire. Diving towards it, he laid armoured hands on it, shouldering the grenade launcher. Keeping the incendiary rounds inside, he took aim at the figure emerging from atop the corpse, hopefully showering the Sith in a barrage of flame.

<<"Anyone that's still standing, fan out, encircle him, get me within ten meters of that blowhard!">>

His comms buzzed with commands. Nodding, he squeezed the trigger of the launched, expelling another half-dozen grenades towards the Herglic. The launcher hissed, popping out the canister. Swiftly leaning down and gripping a second, he slotted it into the launcher and primed it. Neskar placed a hand on his comms to reply.

<< Roger that. You heard the man. Keep that slug suppressed! Keep controlled bursts, and careful of that shock wave! >>

 

[Grrwunhoooll Agaburry]

Location: Cinnigar Rooftops now
Allies: [member="Darth Mierin"]
Enemies: Preliat Mantis


All this time Javik had been following and not doing, Looking for the right battle. But Javik could not deny the Order. The massive De'Nochsax looked up, the sounds made him see clear who was who to his blind eyes. Sonar. Javiks thick hairs raised, his body hunched into a almost pouncing state. Javik looked like a Rapid Monster. The Amphistaffs went back up his arms are Javik started running to the Roofs, where he started to climb up rather quickly. Six arms really help.

His target he was [member="Preliat Mantis"] a Mando fighting [member="Darth Mierin"]. Javik climbed over standing by them both, Amphistaffs in hand. One a Whip and one a Staff. Javik let out a Roar and resumed swinging his whip at [member="Preliat Mantis"] leg to toss him to the side.

 

[Sero Valrel]

Location: Cinnagar
Allies: [member="Hion the Herglic"], One Sith
Enemies: Mandos [member="Azrael"] [member="Neskar A'toll"] @Anstasia Rade [member="Navio"]


Even from this distance Sero could feel the ground shake from the mighty wave of energy released by Hion. Sero Valrel and a contingency of the 214th legion made their way through the streets toward the source of might roar. It had been slow going thus far as Sero and his men had been caught in their fair share of fire fights, so far he lost 6 men and hoped to lose no more. This was his first operation as a corporal and he wanted to prove, mostly to himself, that he was deserving of the promotion.

As he and the two dozen men he had with him all clad in blood red armor approached
[member="Hion the Herglic"] , it was clear the behemoth was in trouble. Encircled by Mando’ade and for the most part alone, Sero would not let this last long however.

“Let’s go men, prove your worth.”

Sero and his men opened fire on the group of Mandalorians surrounding the larger than life Sith lord, hoping to catch them unawares and turn the tide of this fight.

 

[Darth Rixas]

Location: Cinnagar
Allies: Hion the Herglic, One Sith
Enemies: Mandos Azrael Neskar A'toll @Anstasia Rade Navio
Objective: Aid Hion

Following behind [member="Sero Valrel"]'s unit, perhaps unbeknownst to the Crimson Reaper, Darth Angrel's armored feet slammed into the ground repeatedly as he followed the massive bellows of Hion with his commrades. Intel being relayed across Sith comm's entailed of Hion's circumstances and his numerous opponents. Hefting a Kraetos shield on his back, and a Tsaisi sword at his side, the Sith Knight pumped his feet and fists as he used the Force to charge his body past that of the average Human's.

Tilting his head upwards, he saw Sero's unit enter the area and began to open fire on the Mandalorians. Bursting through the offensive line set up by the Reapers, Angrel's eyes angled up to [member="Neskar A'toll"] whom was floating via his jetpack. Locking on his target, the Mad Dog Angrel generated a low growl in his throat which within moments slowly graduated into a full-out, blood thirsty scream as a red hue became visible at the corners of his eyes and the Sith Knight entered a state of Force Rage. Closing in on the airborne Mandalorian, Angrel snatched his sword from his side and slid his organic tower shield from his back to his left arm. With his enhanced strength and speed, Angrel stopped, planted his feet, crouched low to the ground and rocketed himself at a violent speed, soaring towards Sero with his shield raised as he would attempt to forcefully ram the Kraetos into the armored Mandalorian and cause blunt trauma damage.

 

[Darth Rixas]

Location: Cinnigar Rooftops now
Allies: Darth Mierin, [member="Javik Quar-Kai"], Darth Carach
Enemies: Preliat Mantis

"Azalhttp://starwarsrp.net/user/4276-azal/, Javik Quar-Kai, Darth Vornskr - your strength is needed in that fight,"

"On my way!"

Replied Azal, as his Rakamat surged forward blasting it's Yorek-Kors and impaling enemy infantry on the crowned spikes on it's head. Whilst making it to the bulding that Mierin and Preliat were fighting upon, Azal jumped from his rampaging beast and latched onto the side of the building, scaling the Vong moss that'd developed on surface of the majority of the buildings in the area.

Scaling the wall, Azal rolled over the ledge to see Javik swing his whip at Preliat. In turn, Azal drew close enough to the Mandalorian to throw Blorash Jelly towards his torso.